Cifras
Whiskey

Tono: E

Introducción:  Em   C   G   D  

dificultad
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 D                                         G                                   C 
I like whiskey in the morning and in the evening
 G                                   D                                           Em                                     C 
When the sky turns grey. Looking for that bottle of old number seven clear.
 G                       D                                               Em 
It's the only thing that drowns those tears.
Bridge

 D                                               Em                     C 
There's fire and there's lightning. I feel taken in--
     G                               D                             Em 
A prisoner to this dull and aching pain.
                                               C                       G                               D                                   Em 
Like running from your mother, it's hard to run from something that you are.
Bridge

 D                                           Em                           C                                 G                     D                           Em 
Well it's three in the morning and I'm feeling blue, and honey all I DRINK about is you.
                                       C                         G                           D                           Em 
And what about the morning come. Days break and bring a better dawn.
Bridge

 D                           Em                                   C                                 G                               D                                       Em 
And I'll drink another. I'll drink to the days. I'll drink to all the troubles that I have seen,
                   C                           G                     D                         Em 
And pour another round. Last bottle in this river town.
Solo

 D                                         G                                   C 
I like whiskey in the morning and in the evening
 G                                   D                                           Em                                     C 
When the sky turns grey. Looking for that bottle of old number seven clear.
 G                         D                                             Em 
It's the only thing that drowns those tears.